(Paraphrased from Micah 7: 8-10)
Never again will you gloat over me
Like some worthless trophy
I've fallen to your fists and sneering jabs for shallow glory
Watch out, for i will rise and change the story
The darkness may rule about me
The darkness will be no more with the Lord as my light
I have sinned against you, Lord
I bear your wrath until the final court
Where His glory will be shone
And i'll see His righteousness homeward
I see the fists and sneering jabs fall back
My darknesss covers you with shame
Leaving you trampled like street filth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Is micah a book in the bible?